Embers of Sun and Flame (Fuegoleon Vermillion x OC)

Chapter 3 The tugging of golden strings

Solara sat by the desk, slowly familiarizing herself with the documents and lingo used, making notes for herself of the formatting and writing down phrases she still needed to run by someone, in order to be certain of their meaning. She stopped only to rub her temples every now and then, giving her brain time to process all of the information that came her way. Hours ticked away but she barely noticed, until she struggled to grasp even simple sentence structures and she concluded to herself that perhaps she ought to stop for the day.

It was then that the door swung open, Mereo standing in the doorway with her hand on her hip, and a raised eyebrow.

"You still here?" Her tone was a strange combination of disappointment, amusement and disbelief, which in its absurdity made Solara chuckle.

"Well, it's not like you really showed me around the base anyways, so I figured that someone was bound to show up eventually. Besides, I had a decent amount of time to collect some notes and phrases that I need to-".

"Give it a rest," Mereo interrupted while crossing her arms.

Silence fell between them as Solara put down the paper she was holding, frowning to Mereo, who close her eyes and sighed.

"We both need to eat something," she remarked, her gaze directed blankly ahead of her, into the depths of the burgundy carpet. "And I was thinking that we'd make a small detour and go see my brothers before doing so," she continued, her tone growing more silent.

Solara's frown melted as sorrow veiled over her complexion at the sight of her friend. "Of course. I suppose one is long overdue," she said, smiling to Mereo with softness as she got up from the desk.

Mereo's gazed focused on her, lips curling up just enough to notice; their agreement being in the silent gaze they shared. But as they turned to leave, Solara wasn't quite sure if she actually heard Mereo murmur under her breath with gritted teeth: "They should've told me sooner," or if it was just a figment of her imagination as she couldn't picture her beast of a friend murmuring anything.

She glanced to Mereo from the corner of her eye, searching for any signs of confirmation for what she supposedly had just heard. Mereo's expression had fallen back to that of a blank stare into distance, a telling sign of her being deep in thought. I think... She probably thought out loud. A careful smile rose back to Solara's lips as Mereo started leading her forward without a word. She's not blaming herself, I know that much, but whoever it is that didn't inform her of the situation faster than this... Well, I feel sorry for the poor soul.

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As they walked down the corridor, only the sounds of their steps echoed from the walls. During their travels there had been many silences that had fallen between them, but none had borne the weight of this one. Mereo's gaze was on the floor, and though her expression was stern and unwavering, it spoke of her worry. Solara knew that Mereo was the type to never show even the slightest traces of weakness, but she wasn't made of stone. She had feelings just like everyone else, and this, this was her sorrow. It was woven into the unsaid words that hung in the air, and hidden behind her eyes that now seemed distant.

They reached a door, but before Mereo could open it, Solara placed her hand on Mereo's shoulder. A soft smile emerged on Solara's lips; her eyes instead filled with grief as they looked at each other for a moment that seemed longer than what it must've actually been. The frown on Mereo's expression softened and a careful smile tugged the corners of her lips as well, while her other hand curled into a fist. Mereo turned to face Solara, nudging her onto her shoulder with the said hand, before taking a hold of the handle with the other.

Solara only nodded in reply, letting go of Mereo as she opened the door.

Leo was standing next to the bed with a blank expression, sunlight cascading into the room from the window, under which laid a figure. Solara looked at the young lion as his eyes still lingered on his brother, while Mereo closed the door.